Nobody does humanoids quite like Japan. The Japanese diaspora have come a long way in their quest to replace authentic human companionship with synthetic human companionship. Why, it seems like only 2004 (it was) that the Boyfriend’s Arm and Lap Pillow were introduced to an easily mollified public…

Pro Tip: The longer you stare at it, the more perfectly normal it looks.

We cannot help but stand up and admire the Japanese. They dove into the deep end of humanoid development without so much as a “Hey, wait, is this weird?”

And let’s face it. People smell. They secrete from unexpected places. They have mysterious markings that you didn’t put there yourself. And when you go to abruptly fondle their breasts, they start bitching and complaining and blowing it all out of proportion with shit like “You’re invading my personal space” and “I do not like it when you touch my breasts”.

At least with androids you can always count on them to just mindlessly go along with whatever depraved whims enter your meaty little brain, right? Not necessarily…